After becoming celebrities, Bai Youwei, Shen Mo, Ada, and Nick each had their own private assistants and apartnts.
They didn’t need to do anything in their daily lives—just follow the needs of the agency, attend interviews, or shoot various comrcials.
Here, the most common form of entertainnt was watching livestreams. One dollar equated to 100 points, and gifting 10,000 points was only about 100 bucks.
Apart from that, the world suffered from massive wealth disparities, rigid class systems, injustice, inequality, rampant extremism—it was far from an ideal world.
Bai Youwei was feeling bored when, one morning, she woke up to find her plush bunny had returned and was sitting right next to her pillow.
That’s when she knew this world was also "fake."
Truth be told, she no longer cared about the distinction between real and fake.
Real and fake, at their core, were relative concepts. Without a valid standard of comparison, every puppet-like world was essentially the sa.
Bai Youwei and Shen Mo prepared to leave this place.
—Ahem, she had been rather arrogant earlier. In reality, she couldn’t open the door between worlds whenever she wanted; she needed permission from the bunny to do so.
Now that the bunny had returned, Bai Youwei’s heart settled down.
Before leaving, she converted all her assets into points and gifted them entirely to Yi Zichu.
Yi Zichu had already made a na for himself in the livestreaming world as a food blogger, leading a group of children in a welfare ho and living a peaceful life, gradually becoming self-reliant.
It was probably for the best.
Leaving didn’t necessarily an living better outside.
Nick, on the other hand, adapted perfectly to the life of a celebrity, constantly taking on advertisents and appearing on various shows. With the excuse of saving for retirent, he understood all too well that celebrities like him would only be popular for about a year.
Next year, audiences would move on to chasing after new teams.
As for Ada, the mont his mories returned, he went straight to his fiancée’s rehabilitation facility.
He didn’t manage to see her.
Six months ago, his fiancée had already been discharged and was now with her attending physician.
Ada couldn’t quite describe how he felt. Sad? Maybe a little. But to say his heart was shattered—it didn’t quite reach that level.
Perhaps ti had diluted certain emotions.
Over the year and more that he had been away, his fiancée had received constant care and companionship from another man, and her change of heart seed inevitable. After all, when he took the fall for soone, he hadn’t had the chance to tell her, much less asked her to wait for him...
In fact, he had deliberately kept silent, because he never believed he would make it back alive.
Ada felt rather awful.
In the past, he had thought about escaping the livestream world every single day. Now that he was out... it felt like he had no direction?
He wanted to find sothing to do.
Recalling Natasha’s dying concern, he spent a few days tracking down Yuri’s daughter’s address and went to visit her.
The apartnt building was dilapidated and run-down. The stair railings were rusty, argunts could be heard occasionally from neighboring flats, tattoo-covered young n and won passed by now and then, the hallway was piled with various kinds of trash...
It was hard to imagine a young girl living in such a place.
Ada climbed the stairs, paused before the apartnt number listed on the address, hesitated for a mont, then pressed the doorbell—
He heard the sound of soone shuffling closer in slippers from inside the room.
The sound drew near.
Stopped at the door, and with a click, the door was opened.
Standing before him was a vibrant young girl, with chestnut-colored curly hair, bright and clear eyes, a swan-like neck adorned by a black camisole, and low-rise skinny jeans that exposed a dazzlingly pale sliver of her waist.
Ada froze for a mont. If this were Yuri’s wife, she shouldn’t be so young.
He asked, "Is this Daria’s ho?"
"I am Daria." The girl replied.
Ada: "..."
This wasn’t quite what he had pictured...
"What do you want?" The girl frowned, her tone clearly impatient.
Ada thought for a mont and explained the situation to her.
"Oh..." The girl responded. Her tone was indifferent; learning about the existence of her biological father barely stirred any emotion in her.
"He divorced my mom when I was five, so I don’t really rember him. I only know there was such a person," she said calmly. "Maybe because of that, he only rembers as a five-year-old. Honestly, he didn’t care as much as you might believe. Otherwise, over the years, he wouldn’t have neglected coming to find or my mom. But everyone nearing death needs sothing to cling to, just to convince themselves they had a shred of humanity."
Her words were cold and cutting, leaving Ada at a loss for how to respond.
After a mont of pause, he asked, "How is your mother?"
"Dead." The girl answered apathetically, "Three years ago, she was duped out of her savings. Unable to take it, she jumped off a building."
Ada fell silent again.
At this mont, the girl asked him, "Hey, do you have money?"
Ada stared at her, confused.
The girl looked away awkwardly, pursed her lips, and muttered, "I don’t have enough money for rent. Baden—that bastard—has been nagging to pay up. If I don’t, he’s going to make shoot a film."
She bit her lip and continued, "I don’t want to shoot that kind of film. Since you’re a friend of my dad’s, could you... lend so money?"
Ada silently looked at her.
The girl waited for a while, her cheeks burning red.
"Forget it, then." She muttered angrily, turned around to retreat into the apartnt, both embarrassed and agitated. The door slamd shut—
Except it was caught midway.
Ada’s elbow wedged into the doorfra. He said seriously, "Move in with ."
The girl froze, staring at him blankly.
She couldn’t help but feel that her life was about to change because of this unexpected interaction.
After all, this world had so many stories.
More than anyone could ever write.
...
Bai Youwei and Shen Mo walked hand in hand, surrounded by what seed like an infinite number of glowing squares. Each square was connected to a different world.
"Do you regret it?" she quietly asked the man beside her.
Shen Mo raised a brow slightly and looked down at her. "Why would I regret it?"
"Because... we don’t know what the next world will be like." Bai Youwei held her bunny in one arm and clung tightly to his hand with the other.
Her gaze swept across the glowing squares, back and forth, until she sighed in frustration and said, "Fine, I regret it... I can’t help but feel there are countless traps waiting for us ahead."
Shen Mo let out a low chuckle.
"And you’re laughing!" Bai Youwei pouted, tugging his hand as if negotiating. "Should we go back?"
"Go back?"
"Yeah, back to the previous world and see how everyone’s doing."
She squinted her eyes and suddenly smiled, "Like... your dad, my mom. Without us ddling, maybe they’d finally get together."
"And there’s Teacher Cheng, Xiaoxin, Tan Xiao..."
"I went out of my way to create an opportunity for Lu Yuwen. I wonder if he managed to seize it..."
Bai Youwei finally made up her mind:
"Let’s go back and take a look."
Shen Mo kept holding her hand and gently replied with a single word: "Alright."
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